It wasn't until she felt a gaze fixed on her that she lifted her head, and met Wang Xueqin's eyes.
Even as Zhong Lingling held Wang Xueqin's gaze, the strange look in Wang Xueqin's eyes lingered on her face for a moment.
It was tinged with a hint of contempt.
Although this woman was Wang Xueyun's sister, she was also Shen Zhixuan's mother. Zhong Lingling had a particularly good first impression of Wang Xueqin, so being scrutinized with such a look really made her feel uncomfortable.
"Well," she thought, "isn't there a saying that if you don't fit in with a circle, don't force yourself into it? Since they dislike her, even if she finds them agreeable, there's no need to ingratiate herself with them."
"Auntie, Uncle, I plan to leave after breakfast. Thank you for your hospitality these past few days!" Shen Zhixuan said.
"Stay a few more days, why don't you!"
"No, I have to attend a photography exhibition. I'll come over another time! Mom, are you coming back with me?"
